Trust me, it's me! (Patreon)

- Hey man, great, it's me.... I'm Mike the fucking Jason! I know I sound like a dumb chick, but trust me, it's me!... Haha, very funny.. You can pull up on... hey! Why the hell did he hang up!? ¡Estupido! (Asshole!)

Mark was already angry, and after his friend did not believe him, he threw his ridiculously girly pink phone aside, feeling his female breasts in a large open neckline sway without the support of a bra.

- ¡Perra! ¡Mierda! ¡Maldita mierda! (Bitch! Fuck! Fucking shit!)

The switch to Spanish happened at the end of the conversation when Mark's friend hung up, but Mark only noticed it now, which pissed him off even more.

Standing up and trying to take off the wig, Mark was once again convinced that it was now his hair and that he only once again hurt himself from this.

Standing up and looking around, Mark noticed that it was as if the street on which he was slightly changed. And looking closer, adjusting his long hair and trying not to pay attention to the weight of his chest, Mark realized that he really was no longer in London. It was more like some southern city.

People around were dressed in more revealing summer clothes, there was sand in the air and all the passers-by were not at all like typical Londoners.

- ¿Trabajas? ¿Cuanto cuesta por hora? (Do you work? How much is an hour?)

One of the passers-by addressed Mark in perfect Spanish, but for some reason Mark understood him. A passer-by, dressed in torn jeans and an old smelly shirt, looked at Mark inquiringly and it was obvious that he believed that Mark was a prostitute

- ¡Vete al infierno! (Go to hell!)

Mark responded sharply and realized that it suddenly became difficult for him to keep his balance due to the fact that high-heeled shoes appeared on his feet. But that was not all, plaid stockings and a short tight skirt were also on him at the same moment instead of shorts and sneakers. A short top fitted and made the female breasts larger, because of which an open navel with a pierced earring was visible.

Closing his eyes and opening again, Mark realized that now it was evening here and the streets full of people were almost empty.

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The magical latin whore wig Miranada put on Mark really worked and worked with accelerated force. All the changes happened to Mark not within 24 hours, as is usually the case with the use of magical pariquo, but almost within an hour. And of course, Mark has not yet felt the main effect of the wig, namely its influence on his mind.

Despite the fact that Mark was a skinhead and a bully, now it will be very difficult for him to resist the desires of the Latin whore that he has now become, and in almost a few seconds he was already discussing the terms of payment and work with his client.